I like being observant. I want to be able to soak up the details of a story, a situation, a photograph.
It's grist for the mill. All those details get turned and examined and judged and filed. Everything remains available, too, pretty much.
It's awesome having a mind like a steel trap, but it requires active management.
It is possible to be aware of potential problems (like a possible speech impediment, or a baby falling out of its carrier) without becoming me anxious about them, even when the potential problems are my own.
At the same time, it's probably (in fact, emphatically) not possible to convey my awareness of the potential problems to others that my examination of the details has yielded, without me coming off as either:
a) a control freak
b) grumpy
c) neurotic
d) all of the above
Some times I do better than others at keeping my mouth shut, or not leaving comments.
It's grist for the mill. All those details get turned and examined and judged and filed. Everything remains available, too, pretty much.
It's awesome having a mind like a steel trap, but it requires active management.
It is possible to be aware of potential problems (like a possible speech impediment, or a baby falling out of its carrier) without becoming me anxious about them, even when the potential problems are my own.
At the same time, it's probably (in fact, emphatically) not possible to convey my awareness of the potential problems to others that my examination of the details has yielded, without me coming off as either:
Some times I do better than others at keeping my mouth shut, or not leaving comments.
The last few days? Not among them.